The host is not motivated, and the system is also helpless, "How can you be satisfied with the status quo and not want to make progress?" ”

Song Hongguo said as a matter of course, "Because the status quo is already very beautiful." ”

Relive a life, only spent 200 yuan to live in the big house that I dreamed of in my previous life, can live an ideal pastoral life of planting flowers in the front yard and vegetables in the backyard, and even have two beautiful and smart sons without even looking for men, is there a better status quo than this? If she is not satisfied, will she not be able to thunder and split?

The system refuses to give up," ...... You have to have a higher pursuit, you have to have the courage to jump out of your comfort zone, and there are more beautiful things outside your comfort zone that you can't imagine. ”

"It could also be a broken head." Song Hongguo prides herself on being sober in the world, not bewitched by it, and she is not a newcomer to the workplace, so she rushes up without hesitation, "I think Xiaofu is just right, too ambitious, floating too high, easy to fall, your thinking is very dangerous." ”

In her previous life, didn't she just roll too hard and exhaust herself to death?

What should I do if the "......" does not agree with the host's three views?

"By the way, why did you fool me into turning on the comment function?" Song Hongguo thought a little too much for a while, "It's not going to dig some pit for me, right?" ”

"You're less conspiracy theories." The system was angry and yelled at her, "I just think it's better for you, it will help increase your popularity, and help you get out of the circle faster." ”

Song Hongguo was silent for a while, and then said lonely, "No matter how hot I am, I can't reach that world." ”

"Enough!"

"Huh?"

The system refused to say more, "I don't want you to be ambitious to conquer the sea of stars, anyway, you just don't be too satisfied with the status quo." ”

Song Hongguo pondered about it, could she still wear it back?

……

After cleaning up the three major rooms of the main house, it took more than two hours, Song Hongguo was tired, he usually didn't exercise, and he was prone to backache if he did a little work, and at this time, Zhao Zhenhua had even swept away the ashes of the east and west bungalows, Zhao Baoqing was originally weeding in the backyard, and when he saw that he was idle, he urged him to take over the work in his hand and go out to the brigade to get the kang mat.

Qiao Yonghui had to take a little trouble to wipe the roof, and at this moment, just after cleaning out the Xiping House, Song Hongguo took the two little guys to sit on the steps of the front building and rest for a while, got up and took out the aluminum kettle from the sack to boil water.

There are three small rooms in the West Flat House, the middle is the kitchen, the local people call the rice house, and the wall in and out is only half a section, open, like a fence, convenient for the smoke of the fire to disperse, but also for the bright light, there is an earthen stove in it, the stove surface is very wide, you can put a lot of things, in addition, there is a water tank, a table, the height and length of the table are compared to the half of the wall, and in one place, just place the cutting board on it.

The small rooms on both sides were empty, but Song Hongguo could see that one was used as a dining room and the other was a washing place, because a gutter was dug on the ground to facilitate the discharge of sewage.

There was a small pile of chopped branches in the dining room, and half a box of matches, Song Hongguo clumsily drew one, lit the fire with corn husk leaves, and slowly stuffed the branches into the stove, the careful posture was more nervous than the first time she went to the operating table.

"Otherwise, I'll do it."

"Huh? It's also ......."

Song Hongguo decisively gave up his seat to Ling Zhi, and saw that he skillfully picked up the branches that were stuffed in, and after a little blow, the flames jumped up, and he knew that he was a skilled hand at a glance.

The aluminum pot was only half filled with water, so it burned faster, and the water was brought by Qiao Yonghui from the well in the backyard, and he helped fill the water tank, and there was a gourd scoop floating on the water.

After a while, the water boiled, Song Hongguo took out a few enamel jars, pinched some tea leaves, and as soon as the boiling water was flushed, the aroma of jasmine rose all over the room.

Song Hongguo called Zhao Zhenhua and Qiao Yonghui to drink tea, Qiao Yonghui didn't respond, he was busy working in the Dongping House by himself, Zhao Zhenhua came happily as soon as he called, smelled the tea, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Cousin is so polite." ”

"As long as my cousin likes to drink."

"Yes, yes." Zhao Zhenhua spoke chiseledly, held the enamel jar, blew it, slowly sighed a little, and squinted his eyes intoxicated, "Good tea!" ”

“……”

The tea in the grain and oil store is really not a good tea, but these days, not to mention the village, even the workers in the city can drink tea, and the tea also has to ask for a ticket, and it is not issued every month, so no matter how ordinary the tea is, it is also precious.

"When is my cousin going to move in?" Zhao Zhenhua drank tea and chatted with her.

"Tomorrow."

"Well, through the wind all night, and then smoked with wormwood, tomorrow can also live in people, by the way, tomorrow is still Xiguan Daji, if you lack something, go there to buy, cheap and no tickets, even the workers of the aluminum factory also like to go shopping, from early morning to noon, very lively."

"Really? An episode in a few days, huh? ”

"It used to be an episode every five days, but now it's a set every ten, twenty, and thirtieth every month."

The current policy does not support individual business behavior, but allows buying and selling in the name of the collective, and the emergence of the bazaar not only facilitates the members of the entire commune, but also gives each brigade the opportunity to generate income.

For example, some brigades make tofu, some brigades can fire simple stoneware, some brigades have carved out a piece of land to grow vegetables and sell them to workers in aluminum factories, and their tomato brigade sells kang mats and curtains woven from reeds.

"Don't you sell baskets and baskets?"

"Yes, that thing is not valuable, every brigade has someone to weave, use wicker, and carry it on the market to sell, how can anyone in the village buy it? It's all sold to workers, only the basket is exquisite, that job does need a little ability, only a few people in our team can do it, if you want to use it, I'll take you to change it when you go back. ”

"Good ......" to buy things with individuals, you can't say to buy, you have to say change, Song Hongguo smiled, and asked, "Is there any furniture?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Zhenhua looked out, lowered his voice and said, "There is a carpenter in the Dongguan Brigade, who also takes jobs in private, and he asks for a lot of money......

He paused, and then continued, "If you don't do that, cough cough, you can also find Yonghui, he studied with Uncle Cheng, Uncle Cheng praised him a lot, and he can be a carpenter." ”

Song Hongguo understood what he meant, because she was worried that she had thoughts about Qiao Yonghui's identity, she said, "As long as the work is done well, nothing else matters." ”

"That's what I mean, actually, Yonghui...... The people are very nice. Zhao Zhenhua sighed, "However, if you are looking for him to work, you have to avoid some people, so that someone will not have to say." ”

Song Hongguo nodded, and at this time, Zhao Baoqing came back.